From: whodoo	Date: March 31st, 2011 10:09 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Quinn was, quite frankly, bored. Again. Things around the school seemed to be rather dull lately except for the fact that there was some sort of missing sock epidemic. So far it hadn't affected her, so it really didn't matter all that much.

There was very little going on out in the commons as well. That was hardly surprising, but one could hope. It was during times like this that Quinn either ended up doing something fairly stupid, ended up drunk for the sake of it, or ended up bothering someone.

When she saw some one sitting beside a tree, she decided that she'd start on the bothering route. It was something to keep her briefly occupied, at least. Walking on over to Ciaran, Quinn quirked her head to the side and inquired, "Drawing? Something interesting, I hope."

	From: cantspell	Date: April 13th, 2011 04:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Ciaran looked up. His most recent assignment was to draw something based on the theme of 'beginnings'. For his, Ciaran had decided to draw a newly-hatched Romanian Longhorn; something he'd seen several years ago when his uncle, Emil, had taken him to the dragon reserve where he worked. It was easier to work on than the still life he'd begun in the afterschool club. If one more asshole moved that stuffed owl he was going to take their head off.

"Just something for class," he shrugged. "It's my assignment."